Hey there…long time no see.

It has been awhile since my last appearance in FF. Time really flies, isn't it? Posting yet another BlackHawk/Clintasha. It's WIP but I really need to post this, so hope you guys are willing to review for me. BTW, English is not my first language and the work is not beta.

Well….read on and review. Luv you guys.

Stay safe uols…

Shila1378

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CHAPTER 1- 'oopppsss….'

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'Steady..'

The sound of the wind gusting seemed too loud. The moonlight was hidden behind the clouds which were slowly travelling across the sky. Tiny droplets started to drizzle down his neck and face.

'Hawkeye. Can you make the shot?'

Coulson voiced his concern thru his comlink. Clint took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. His aim did not waver but a glimpse of annoyance dance across his tense feature.

'Squawk. Have I ever disappointed you in any way when it comes to completing my mission?'

Coulson could hear the smile and the smirk behind the question.

' Well…there was the time when..'.

Coulson couldn't finish his banter when Clint suddenly cut him off.

'That doesn't count and you know it. It was your fault I have to redirect the arrow. Beside, you …."

Clint suddenly saw a flurry of activities in his eyepiece.

'Target sighted. 2 SUVs with a hummer coming in. Target coming out from the hummer. Lining up my target.'

Clint slowly followed the target and aimed for his head. Being the marked assassin, he would prefer to have his bow and quiver with him now, but the area was secured with motion sensors and heat sensor. The only way for him to take down the target is with his sniper gun, 2000 meters away and high on a very uncomfortable branch of a very tall tree. There were no buildings closed enough to the abandoned building. Clint was aiming his sniper gun on his target. He has been perched up on his nest for the last 12 hours and it was started to rain. He couldn't have asked for a better day.

The target was a highly wanted warlord whom the SHIELD had been monitored and lately had been registering a lot of activities dealing in a high powered arms and SHIELD wanted to know his contacts and to trace back the source of the technology. At first they thought it was Tony's technology that supplying the warlord. Tony was livid and decided to not join the Avengers for this mission. He is currently sulking in his tower.

Fury had ordered Clint to do a recon and report back before he send in all the team. That is why Clint was all alone in this assignment and not even Natasha had opted to accompany him. She just told him to 'get your ass back here before dinner tomorrow'. That was exactly how she put it down when handed Clint his sniper gun.

SHIELD did not want him to kill the warlord but to implant a tracking device on him so that they could monitor his dealings. An impossible feat but considering Clint's talent, a feat he could accomplished successfully. However, he did not anticipate the weather to not sided with him this time around. The night was dark and the wind was picking up speed. The tracking devise was in a special casing that would implant itself deep in his target muscle without really causing the target any harm.

Yeah that's right, ponders Clint. Just shoot the target but don't kill him. Coulson will definitely put this in his Hawkeye-shoot-a- target- and- didn't- kill- him list. Clint chuckled a moment and had to assured Coulson that he is not losing his mind when the agent asked if anything was funny.

Clint minutely shifted his position to accommodate the gusting wind that suddenly picked up speed. The tiny droplets had changed to a bigger droplet and soon it will fall. Clint need to do it now before Nature gave him another challenge to conquer.

Clint placed his finger on the trigger and slowly pulled it back. The sound seemed to explode the same moment a thunder boomed the sky. Clint maintained his steady hold on his gun and released another bullet to give ruse of an attack. The target was seen falling down and clutching his shoulder. A group of bodyguards surrounded him and started to rush him inside the building while others maintained their stance in front of the entrance.

'Mission accomplished. Target down and marked.'

Clint reported into his comm link and started to gather his gear. Coulson voice in his ear verifying that the implant had successfully embedded into the target and had started to run diagnostic.

'You are good to go, Hawkeye. Rendezvous at the extraction point ETA 20 min. Good job Hawk. See you at base" Coulson signed off and the radio was quiet.

Clint slowly unfolded his form, popping his joint and groaning. He looked at his watch and smiled thinking that he could escape Tasha's wrath for not being able to join her for dinner.

Lots of time to prepare her favorite lemon chicken.

Clint smiled to himself as he slowly made his way down the tree.

Another thunder boomed and lightning struck the sky, threatening to split the sky. The rain had really came down hard and the strong wind making Clint's descent all that more difficult with the sniper gun strapped behind his back. He grabbed hold the branch and placed his footholds carefully. Finding all the available bumps on the tree bark, the Hawk eyed the ground which was still quite a distance.

'I wish Tony is here. At least he can take me down swiftly,' Clint mused. A smile crept to his face and he chuckled, remembering all the time Tony took him for a ride during their encounters with whatever 'threat' flavor of the month. He, belatedly, reminded himself that he wouldn't need an extraction because Tony will just blast both of them to base in no time soon.

'That could be nice'

Clint eyed the ground again and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was nearer than before albeit still far away.

Another thunder deafened the night causing Clint to startle out of his musing. Followed with a crack of lightning making the area brightly lit for a few second. A scream was heard and a thud and a booming thunder exploded in the night adding to the howling wind. Somewhere on the ground, a prone figure laid broken and the rain washed away red, sneaking its way on the ground and disappear into the ground.

It was not the thunder after all.

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Oppssss…did I just do that in the first chapter?...^^